Milo's Sister

Chapter 18

February 2020

Milo and I were watching My Friend Dahmer on Netflix, the next day. Kayla was sitting on the chair next to the couch. Milo had his feet on my lap, so I could scratch them. Camryn was off doing who knows what and I just wanted to cuddle. I didn't even turn my head when I heard the door open. Neither did Milo or Kayla, we all contently watched the show.

"Meg?" I heard a voice, right behind me.

A very familiar voice.

"Mom?" I asked, causing Milo and Kayla to look up, "Mom!"

I jumped up to hug both her and my dad, before hugging Camryn who apparently had just picked them up from the airport. Milo stood, too. He shook hands with my dad and hugged my mom.

"Sit down," Milo told them, motioning to the couch, where we had just been sitting.

They thanked him and Milo and I together took their suitcases upstairs to the guest bedroom.

"Did you know they were coming today?" I asked once we were out of earshot.
"I had no idea. I thought they were coming next week," He shrugged.

We went back down to where Camryn was introducing Kayla to my parents.

"Kayla, this is Meg's parents, Michael and Elizabeth," Camryn introduced her.
"Please, call us Mike and Liz," My mom smiled warmly.
"Hi, nice to meet you," Kayla seemed relatively comfortable around them.
"This is my daughter, Kayla," Camryn told them.
"Nice to meet you, Kayla," My dad shook her hand.

She grinned.

"Okay, now I'm sure Meg has some things she wants to say to you," Camryn took Kayla and left the room.

"Oh, Meg and Milo!" My mom began, "I have some questions about your relationship!"

Oh, joy. I was so excited to see my parents and I loved them, but sometimes they overstepped boundaries a bit. I looked at Milo. I was now sitting on his lap, as we were sitting in the recliner.

"Now let me see that engagement ring!" She took my hand and admired the ring.
"Good choice, Milo," My mom approved.
He smiled, "Thanks."

We continued talking to my parents, until it was time for bed.

"Well," Milo said, standing up, "I'm going to bed. Goodnight, Liz. Night Mike. Goodnight, Baby."

He leaned down to kiss me, softly.

"I'll be up later," I told him, "I love you."

He smiled and began to descend the stairs. I watched him leave, before turning back to my parents.

"Go upstairs to your fiance," Mom smiled, "He's waiting for you."
I grinned, standing up to hug both of my parents, "I love you guys."

And with that I began to climb the stairs. I opened the door and found Milo, ready for bed, laying under the covers, on his phone. The lights were off, but he had his bedside lamp on.

"Hey, Babe," I said, walking over to sit on his lap.
"Hey," He sat his phone down on the nightstand, so he could hug me.

I curled up and buried my head in the nape of his neck.

"What's your favorite thing to do with me?" I questioned, feeling his strong arms around me, "Besides the sex."
He frowned at me, "That isn't my favorite thing to do with you. It may be amazing, but I love you for you. I love just holding you and cuddles. I love our long conversations, waking up with you in my arms, anything I do is amazing, as long as I'm with you."

I looked up at him and smiled.

"That was cheesy," I placed a kiss on his lips, "but it makes me love you even more."
He grinned, "What can I say? I'm a very cheesy person."

I smiled and just enjoyed being in my fiance's arms. It wasn't long before I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," Milo called, tightening his grip on me.

The door opened and I saw my mom walk in. She stopped when she saw I was on Milo's lap.

"Hey, your dad is already in bed, I just thought I'd say goodnight," She smiled.

I sat up a bit, and told her goodnight. Milo echoed my words. Just as she was leaving, she stopped.

"Oh, and Milo..." She looked back and forth at both of us, "Thank you for taking care of our baby. I hope you continue to care for her."

I nestled my head back into his neck.

"It's no problem. I don't think you have to worry about that. I would never stop loving her," He kissed my forehead.

Mom's smile widened and she left the room.

"I love you, you know that?" He asked, placing a kiss on my temple.
"Always," I leaned up to connect our lips.